CILLIAN
The sight of Kiera spread on the bed, pale and deathly, was disturbing. Vulnerable and broken. Ever since the day she barrelled into my life, she lit up every moment with her threats and fireworks and engaged in constant cursing and challenge with me. I liked that better as against this ghastly bout of weakness.
Fragility was absolutely unbecoming on her.
And who was responsible for this, asshole?
I frantically paced around the room, unable to bear the suspense as the doctor took forever to perform a quick checkup. My eyes cataloged every expression on the doctor, from the scrunch of his brows to the subtle regret under his breath as he inspected her skin. I could feel his hesitancy when he lifted the layers of cover I have laid on her, gently rolling onto her stomach, and sa
